She gasps into my mouth and I don’t even have to pull back and see why because I instinctively know Joaquin is sucking her nipples. We flawlessly know how to please a woman and yet it feels like everything before now has had the sole purpose of perfecting our skills for this woman.
There’s slight frustration pulling at me due to the little room we have and the way all of us are in this, we might as well take this party somewhere else to finish it. Though, first I relish in the comfort of her kiss before regretfully pulling back.
“Joaquin,” I murmur.
He lets go of her nipple with a plop and glances at me. He gets to his feet, allowing me to stand and hold Greta in my arms as I make my way into the direction of our bedroom. Every step I take there’s a sliver of fear Greta will regret our little kissing session on the couch but it doesn’t come. In fact, she snuggles closer and places a sloppy kiss against my neck.
By the time I place her on the bed, Joaquin is naked and crawling on the mattress to capture one of her nipples again. Her hand goes to the back of his head, fingers sinking in his hair to keep him in place as her eyes start to undress me.
She catches every move I make to get rid of my clothes until her eyes widen. Yeah, she damn well knew I was pierced. She might have even had a glimpse of it over the past few days, but to see it right in front of her while my cock is hard as fuck is a complete different visual.
I palm myself and slowly stroke up and down, letting my thumb slide over the barbell poking from underneath the head straight through the slit. Precum spills and I step closer to the bed. Placing one knee on the mattress I inch closer to her mouth and without thinking her tongue sneaks out and fucking licks me.
“Motherfucking hell,” I grunt and the air rushes straight out of my lungs.
Joaquin huskily chuckles. “Play with the barbell. Flip it with your tongue underneath the head.”
I watch from the corner of my eye how he crawls down her body and nestles himself between her legs.
“I’m clean. Joaquin too. You?” I grunt as her tongue swirls around my cock.
Her eyes hit mine. Placing a soft kiss on the head as she says, “Clean and on the pill.”
I fist her gorgeous hair. “Suck her pussy good and hard, Joaquin. But don’t let her come. Not until I tell you to. Open up, babe. I’m going to fuck your mouth.”
I tighten my grip. She gasps, causing her lips to part and I take advantage by feeding my cock into her hot mouth. I know Joaquin is spearing her pussy with his tongue because she fucking hums around my cock as if a jolt of pleasure is releasing from her into me.
I keep her head in place while I slowly let my hips do the work. Sliding in and out of her mouth while my eyes bounce between both of her lips. The ones sucking my cock and the other ones getting sucked on by Joaquin.
Fucking perfect. Sharing is caring and magnificent when it’s between people who share the same mindset. All a-fucking-board. Because what lies before us is a destination we’re all heading for with eyes and hearts wide open.
“Joaquin,” I grit, feeling our woman suck my cock so damn good my balls already start to tingle, and I need a distraction and my curiosity fed. “How sweet?”
The lines around his eyes crinkle and my man lifts his head, mouth and jaw glistening. He crawls slightly up her body and lets our lips meet. That’s fucking it. Her taste on my man’s tongue while she’s sucking my cock. Bliss. Utter satisfaction where I’m the one in control and have these two lovers tangled with desire to make sure pleasure hits all of us.
I reach down with my free hand and lean forward, getting the cooperation of Joaquin as he lets me guide his dick to nudge Greta’s entrance. Letting him slide through her folds and spreading the wetness while I deepen our kiss, knowing I’m tasting the place I’m shoving his dick inside.
He groans and Greta moans around my cock, vibrations flowing through my veins, making my eyes roll into the back of my head while I fight like hell to hold my orgasm back. Fuck.
So.
Damn.
Good.
One of my hands is gripping Joaquin’s neck while the other is still fisting Greta’s hair. All three connected. The two of us ramming our cocks into her willing body as she shakes with pleasure. Her lips tighten around me, her head bobbing and trying to swallow me whole.
Usually I can watch Joaquin getting pleasure for a long time, relishing in the visual but now? The way her tongue is playing with the underside of the head where my piercing is as she switches it up by taking me to the back of her throat and damn well swallows? Utter perfection.
Sweat is trickling down Joaquin’s forehead. His thrusts are rough and choppy. I know he’s close and so am I. Letting go of his neck I let my fingers slide down between their bodies in search of her clit.
“You’d better clench that pussy hard and rip the cum from his dick, you hear me, Greta? I’ll let you come if you take our cum inside you. Understand?” She whimpers while I ram my cock deep down her throat, keeping her head in place by the tight grip on her hair. “That’s it, baby. Come for us.”
Slow circles around her bundle of nerves, I press down right on the center and feel with my other fingers how Joaquin’s dick is being rewarded by a rush of her arousal as she comes beautifully.
Greta moans around my cock. I can’t hold back when I hear Joaquin grunt as his body jerks. I keep Greta’s head in place and throw my hips forward, letting a roar of satisfaction slide out of my chest while slowly pumping her mouth to make sure every drop is ripped from my body and spilled into her.
I untangle my fingers when she slightly leans her head back. Her whole face screams fully sated as she glances up at me before letting her eyes connect with Joaquin. My gaze is set on where his dick is still lodged inside her pussy. Slowly pulling out, he shifts and curls his body against her back.
They leave room for me and her hand reaches out as she drags me down against her. She’s so tiny, she fits in between our bodies perfectly. Her head lies on my chest while I can easily reach for Joaquin to give the man a lazy sloppy kiss for the sake of perfection.
There’s only a slight twinge in my shoulder and leg. Mind over matter you might say or the pain of the last few days was a mental one I needed to shake. I know for damn sure my body has had enough time to fully heal from the injuries it sustained and Joaquin and Greta might have been right to think my ego was mostly injured.
None of it matters because we’re lying in one bed, all of us sated and perfectly aligned. I know very well we have a long road to cover until the dark clouds hiding our future are dissolved enough to dream ahead. But we’re on that fucking road and I’m taking the wheel to guide us to a clear and better one.
CHAPTER FIVE
– GRETA –
Completely sated and wrapped in warmth and comfort. It’s a hard contrast of what I was feeling hours ago when my asshole partner tried to blackmail me. Shoving the incident, my job, and the decision to quit to the back of my mind, I snuggle against Alfie’s chest and reach behind for Joaquin.
Two men. A wild dream and another stark contrast of what I’ve once experienced back in my college years. Clearly, back then the two men I was with didn’t know what the hell they were doing. Not to mention it was as if during that encounter the two men needed to prove themselves to each other.